“You said ‘Trinity does what I say,’” she replied, closing the door behind her. “So what do you want?”
He stepped closer. The air grew thick. “I want you to stop pretending.”
Trinity does what I want her to do. Meet me in the old AV room after sixth period. Don’t tell anyone.
Trinity stared at the recorder. This wasn’t a prank. This wasn’t a crush finally noticing her. This was a weapon, and he was handing her the trigger. -InnocentHigh- Trinity May -Trinity Does What I...
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The words, scrawled in sharp, unforgiving ink on the front of the note, weren’t a question. They were a command. And the “I” belonged to the one person at this school who had never asked Trinity for anything: Kael Vance.
“What do you want me to do?” she whispered. “You said ‘Trinity does what I say,’” she
Trinity does what I say.
-InnocentHigh- Trinity May -Trinity Does What I... The fluorescent lights of InnocentHigh buzzed softly, a constant hum that Trinity May had long since tuned out. What she couldn’t tune out was the weight of the folded note in her pocket.
She unfolded the note in the empty hallway by the lockers. Inside, in that same sharp handwriting: “I want you to stop pretending
“Pretending?”
Kael was quiet. The kind of quiet that made teachers nervous and students whisper. He sat in the back of every class, wore the same grey hoodie regardless of the weather, and had eyes that seemed to dissect everything without permission. Trinity, the bubbly, optimistic cheer captain with the sunshine-yellow scrunchie, should have been his polar opposite. Instead, she felt an invisible string pulling her toward him.